After devouring vast amounts of Primordial Mother Qi, Innate Purple Qi, and countless spiritual treasures, the little girl finally settled down.
"Damn, ordinary people wouldn’t be able to afford raising her. For now, I’ll stick with my immortal physique. Once I ascend to the Nine Heavens, I’ll switch to the Devouring Immortal-Demon Physique and demand three or four times the cultivation resources from the Jiang Family."
Jiang Che crossed his legs, already envisioning the Jiang Family as his most reliable cash cow—no, his strongest backer!
"Young Master Jiang! Young Master Jiang! Someone’s here to see you!"
A little mermaid with a mushroom-cut hairstyle wiggled her tail as she spoke.
In Jiang Che’s Dragon Palace, even the shrimp soldiers and crab generals were female. The maids handling laundry and cooking were all petite mermaids, though there were also many beautiful girls sent by various clans from the Nine Heavens. However, Jiang Che’s standards had risen considerably.
Women who stepped into the world of cultivation were rarely unattractive. Nourished by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, their looks were generally exceptional.
Many female cultivators who descended from the Nine Heavens boasted flawless beauty!
But here’s the thing—if their looks were already perfect, why did the Nine Heavens still have a "Beauty Ranking"? The answer lay in their aura and grace.
A woman’s charm and divine bearing could elevate her beauty to terrifying heights. That ethereal, immortal aura was something ordinary girls simply couldn’t match.
This was exactly Jiang Che’s standard now. If you weren’t a saintess or an imperial princess… Young Master Jiang couldn’t even muster a flicker of interest.
"Who’s looking for me?" Jiang Che released Shen Yu and yawned.
"They claim to be your parents!"
Jiang Che: "..."
Well, he didn’t even need to think—his mother was probably here to check on the baby in Shen Yu’s belly.
Before the words even fully left his mouth, several figures appeared at the entrance.
Leading them was a woman in a white dress—none other than Jiang Yunli.
Jiang Yunli was overjoyed and immediately rushed toward Jiang Che.
Sighing inwardly, Jiang Che knew his mother’s personality all too well—she was probably going in for a hug. How could a woman her age still act like a little girl?
With a resigned sigh, he slowly spread his arms.
And then… nothing happened.
Jiang Yunli brushed right past him.
"Wuwu, my dear Shen Yu… your belly’s so big now! I calculated it must be around seven or eight months, right? You’re almost due—Mom’s staying here to help take care of the baby!"
Jiang Yunli sat beside Shen Yu, clutching her hands with a tender expression.
"You’ve had such a hard time. Pregnancy must be so uncomfortable, right?"
Shen Yu blinked, glanced awkwardly at Jiang Che, then lowered her head without saying a word.
Jiang Che: "..."
Well, this was awkward.
They say having a child makes you forget your mother, but in Jiang Yunli’s case, having a grandchild made her forget her son.
Jiang Che had never felt this embarrassed before.
"Shen Yu, Mom’s been pregnant before. I know how tough it is. If anything’s bothering you, don’t keep it to yourself—tell me."
Shen Yu: "..."
Jiang Yunli was the epitome of a socially fearless mother-in-law—the kind who could sit down and chat for an entire day without running out of topics.
Shen Yu, on the other hand, was naturally quiet.
But that wasn’t a problem for Jiang Yunli. She could effortlessly carry the conversation all by herself.
"Seven or eight months, right?"
Shen Yu nodded slightly.
Jiang Yunli grinned so wide her face might split. "Two more months! In two months, I’ll be a grandma!"
She started rubbing her hands together excitedly.
"Wife, mind your image!" Jiang Yuan coughed awkwardly.
"None of your business!" Jiang Yunli stuck her tongue out at him, her eyes full of disdain.
Jiang Yuan sighed, then turned his gaze to Jiang Che.
His heart swirled with complex emotions.
They say every parent hopes their child will achieve greatness—and damn, Jiang Che had actually done it!
"By the way, Xiao Che, your mother and I have been feeling younger lately. Is that your doing?" Jiang Yuan asked.
Jiang Yunli also looked up. "Yeah, I’m forty-two this year. No matter how well I take care of myself, my skin shouldn’t be getting better. Is this a benefit of cultivating immortality?"
They’d both noticed the changes in themselves.
Jiang Che smiled faintly. "Oh, I secretly gave you two an Everlasting Beauty Elixir. It freezes your appearance at its current state."
He didn’t bother hiding it and just admitted it outright.
"Everlasting Beauty Elixir?" Jiang Yunli’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Such a thing existed? Something that could halt aging and preserve youth forever? That was downright miraculous!
Jiang Yunli stood up and approached Jiang Che. "Son, you know your mother so well! Eternal youth—hehe!"
An ordinary mother might sigh and say she didn’t need eternal youth, but Jiang Yunli was no ordinary mother.
As a top-tier beauty enthusiast, she’d spent millions on skincare every year since turning thirty. Eternal youth was her ultimate dream.
"Son, can… can you make Mom look eighteen again?"
She rubbed her hands together, eyes sparkling with anticipation.
"Ahem, wife, why would you want to look eighteen again? You’re fine as you are!"
Jiang Yuan’s face darkened as he quickly pulled his wife back.
"Hmm? Mom, do you really want that? I can actually restore your appearance to that of an eighteen-year-old," Jiang Che said calmly.
"Hehe, no need! I was just joking!"
"My son’s all grown up and becoming so capable… This is already more than enough." Jiang Yunli stood on her tiptoes and patted Jiang Che’s head.
Jiang Che: "..."
No matter how domineering Young Master Jiang was outside, in front of Jiang Yunli, he was still just a humble son—and in front of the Jiang Family’s elders, he might as well be a grandson.
If anyone else dared to pat Jiang Che’s head, they’d lose it on the spot.
"Oh! Wait—Mom just remembered something!"
Jiang Yunli slapped her thigh.
"Calculating the time, Shen Yu should be around eight or nine months pregnant, right? But her belly… doesn’t look like it. It’s more like six or seven months at most!"
She pressed a hand against Shen Yu’s belly, her expression serious.
She remembered her own pregnancy vividly—by eight or nine months, she could barely move, her belly swollen like a balloon.
"Uh… it’s not stunted growth!" Jiang Che facepalmed.
"Mom, you know I have a dual immortal physique, right?"
Jiang Yunli nodded. "Of course."
"Shen Yu also has an immortal physique. According to the Jiang Family’s elders in the Nine Heavens, the baby in her womb is most likely an immortal physique as well!"
"Wow! Another immortal physique?" Jiang Yunli’s eyes nearly popped out. She’d browsed the Nine Heavens’ forums and knew just how extraordinary her son was. She’d even gotten into heated arguments online with people who badmouthed him!
"But what does that have to do with the baby’s size?"
"An immortal physique develops more slowly. The baby might need to stay in the womb for a long time until its innate development is completely perfected before birth," Jiang Che explained patiently.
"Slow development? How… how slow are we talking?"
"Uh..." Jiang Che didn't speak, slowly raising three fingers.
"Three years?"
"Nope... three hundred years!"
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